Two old guys, Abe and

Sol, are sitting on a park bench feeding pigeons and talking about baseball, like they do every day. Abe turns to

Sol and says, "Do you think there's baseball in heaven?"
Sol thinks about it for a minute and replies, "I dunno.

But let's make a deal: if I die first, I'll come back and tell you if there's baseball in heaven or not, and if

you die first, you do the same."

They shake on it and sadly, a few months later, poor Abe passes on. One day

soon afterward, Sol is sitting there feeding the pigeons by himself when he hears a voice whisper, "Sol...

Sol..."

Sol responds, "Abe! Is that you?"

"Yes it is, Sol," whispers Abe's ghost.

Sol, still

amazed, asks, "So, is there baseball in heaven?"

"Well," says Abe, "I've got good news and bad

news."

"Gimme the good news first," says Sol.

Abe says, "Well... there is baseball in

heaven."

Sol says, "That's great! What news could be bad enough to ruin that!?"

Abe sighs and

whispers, "You're pitching on Friday."